Sugar and Spice (and all things nice)

Sugar and Spice

She liked being a girl
Her play with dolls unfurled
And of secrets we all bear
Hers were that bound by pearl
That never has secrecy spoiled
The past effects of her toil
For motherhood’s spoils
Are to be defamed for that exact
Behaviour which prepares the girl
For motherhoods facts
Yet of daughters future’s royal
No son’s past could ever foil
When motherhood’s best
Is habit
The sanctity of childhood has it
To demand of a manPerfection in marriage